Beethoven's Big Break Page #5

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Well, in this scene, Beethoven

tiptoes into the dining room,

and when the family's

not looking,

he gingerly steals a

shrimp off the dad's plate.

That's it?

(STAMMERING) No, no, no, he steals

the shrimp, and then it's funny.

He leaves some slobber

on the plate.

Isn't that the same beat we

played yesterday with the bacon?

It's a call back,

rule of threes.

(PATRICIA KNOCKING ON WINDOW)

Hey, hey!

Get to work down there.

Get to work.

Lunch s n fve mnutes.

I want the scene n the can!

Okay. Let's see what happens.

Okay. Come on, buddy.

Let's go.

All right, places, people.

Let's do this!

Quiet, quiet.

Okay, Beethoven.

Just like we practiced.

When the dad looks away, you just

tiptoe in and you grab that shrimp.

You got it?

Is he slobbery enough?

Yeah.

Okay, people,

let's get this right.

Quiet.

We are working with dogs.

(BELL RINGS)

Okay, buddy, iust stay calm.

Wait for it. Wait for it.

And roll sound.

Speed.

Camera.

Set.

And action!

EDDIE:
Ready? Now, go.

Action.

What happened to the tiptoe?

BOTH:
Oh!

(BARKS)

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GROAN)

Cut! Print!

That is what

I'm talking about.

That's a trailer moment.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Give it up

(IMITATES CLASSICAL PIANO)

for my super star, Beethoven,

and his genius trainer.

(WHOOPS)

(CAMERA CLICKING)

No.

Don't! No!

No!

Beethoven!

(ALL SIGHING)

(LAUGHING)

(BARKING)

(GRUNTS)

Roll over. Roll over.

Roll over. Roll over.

(FARTS)

(GROANS)

God. Really?

That is iust wrong.

(FARTS)

Aw!

I like the whole

shoelsandal thing

you got going on there.

Very trendy.

I don't get it.

That dog is smart.

At least I think he's smart.

He finds a way to sneak

into my bed every night,

but he won't roll over.

What is that?

Well, it seems like what

he's doing is working. Right?

I mean, the studio

certainly seems happy.

I'm an animal trainer.

I don't let them iust run wild

and do whatever they wanna do

and then take

the credit for it.

Why does he

have that leash on?

He keeps

chewing through them.

He hates wearing it,

but he's gonna keep wearing it

until he accepts it.

Isn't that right, boy?

Let me ask you something.

Is this...

Is this what you wanted

to do with your life?

I wanna tell stories that move

people, that make a difference.

You probably do

tell good stories.

You're a real good talker.

Really?

Really.

Oh.

Yeah, I'm told I'm

also brainy and refined.

And pretty.

(LAUGHS)

Well, I better get back

to "roll over" school.

(SCREAMING)

No! No! Heel! Heel!

LISA:
Beethoven, no!

Stop! Bad dog.

Doggy, doggy, stop.

Don't. Don't. No!

No.

(SCREAMING)

(LAUGHS)

That's going in the movie!

Glad I could help.

(SIGHS)

Maybe he's iust stupid.

There's no

stupid dogs, Eddie.

You don't understand.

Nobody understands.

This dog is off his rails,

and no amount of whispering is

gonna bring him under control.

We must learn

what Beethoven wants.

What he wants?

What Beethoven wants?

All he wants is food.

Food, food, food!

You see that?

You see that?

That's all he cares about.

That's not true.

He cares about us.

Listen, the producer says I

have to take it from this nut.

I do not have to take

it from you, young man.

Billy is right.

Beethoven cares about you.

He longs for you to

welcome him into your pack.

My pack?

Your family.

Whoa, whoa, hold on,

he is not part of our pack.

I mean, he is not

part of our family.

My family is not a pack.

Three puppies, a kid and a

father, that's a pack, Dad.

Would you just

do your homework?

Look at your pack, Eddie.

They want you to lead.

I am an animal trainer.

I'm not a pack leader.

This isn't a pack.

And Beethoven, I'm sorry,

but this is just a movie,

and you are iust a prop.

All I can say,

it's never the dog.

Yeah.

It's never the dog, Dad.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Hey! Eddie! Eddie!

Remember how funny it was

when Beethoven and the

puppies ate all your shoes?

Vividly.

I just added it into

the movie. It's hilarious.

It's not hilarious.

It's really annoying.

And I wish that you would just

stop using moments in my life

where that dog

makes me miserable

and just putting it

in your movie.

But it's funny.

It's not funny.

It's not funny to me.

What's the matter with you?

That dog!

He doesn't listen. He

doesn't do what he's told.

He wrecks everything.

And then he gets

praised for it.

You know, yesterday, I tried to

teach him to roll over for four hours.

Just to roll over!

And he won't do it!

He misbehaves.

You put it in the script.

He's iust a dumb dog.

He's more than that,

and you know it.

Oh! He's got you fooled, too.

You call yourself a writer?

All you do is,

you follow him around

and write down the messes

that he makes. Wow.

He doesn't have me fooled.

He's made this movie better.

And I'm following

him around

because Beethoven's got

something that people like,

something they wanna see.

He's got heart, something

you could really use.

So I'm the bad guy now?

Really? Me?

It's okay, Beethoven.

He doesn't mean it.

EDDIE:
Billy?

Yeah, Dad?

Billy, I need some help

with this. Where's the dog?

I have to train him for this new

scene we're shooting tomorrow.

Listen. "Beethoven

walks into the room

"carrying George Newton's

slippers,

"drops them at his feet,

lies down by the couch,

"and sweetly rests his

head on the rug. " Come on!

Beethoven is never

going to do that.

BOTH:
Whoa.

Lisa is scary good.

She wrote exactly

what just happened.

She is pretty good,

isn't she?

You really love

that dog, huh?

Not as much as

I love you, Dad.

That's my boy.

Hey, Pete.

So they're not gonna need

Beethoven for a couple of hours

if you guys wanna

just hang out in the trailer.

Cool. Later, Dad.

Hear that, Beethoven?

We have two hours!

Let's go to the park.

You know that reading the dictionary

doesn't make you look smart.

"Famous:
to be known far

and wide, popular, beloved. "

So?

Excuse me,

Mr. Criminal Mastermind,

but it might be a tad

problematic to kidnap a famous dog

in the middle of a studio lot

in broad daylight, Bones.

(WHIMPERING)

Look, look!

They're leaving the lot.

"Luck:

successful total chance. "

How about

looking up "moron"?

See you later, Billy.

See you, Zo. Bye, Charlie!

(TAPPING KEYS)

EDDIE:
You're gonna

break that thing.

You getting some work done?

Don't you have some other writer's

spirit to crush or something?

You know, when I was 10,

I had a dog.

Red.

Red?

Yeah, he was an Irish setter.

Red. Creative, huh?

He was a good dog, a little

like Beethoven, actually.

Ate a lot, was messy.

Anyway, I came home from school

one day, and Red was gone.

He... He had run away.

Oh.

For a year I looked for him.

Every night I waited.

I loved that dog.

He was my best friend.

But he... He left.

Couldn't find him,

I couldn't help him.

It's not your fault

he ran away.

It is. You get a dog, and

you love it, and it runs away.

And you build a life,

and you grow a family, and...

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